My fantasies of you always seem to start out as waking dreams but soon when I fall asleep you appear: Always my body is warm with anticipation of you walking in the door as I wait for you...

hungry for your touch, your mouth, your young strong body pressed against mine, but just when I can almost taste you, you disappear just short of my grasp...Aaahhh even in my dreams you want to be in control but I don't mind because I know at your direction our most delightful sensual escapades will be delicious and leave me wanting more of you.

You're so handsomely dressed, just a simple pair of jeans, a silk shirt and you. My wanton lust builds as I watch you walk across the room towards me. My long but elegant red satin night gown seems so heavy, as I sit on the edge of the bed, even though it's light as a feather, but I'm dying for you to tear it off me and tear me up along with it height16 src"http:graphics.pop6imagescommonchatsmilieswink.gif" width16> You kiss me tenderly yet with a force that I can only describe as a passion that is yet to be fulfilled. And our tongues dance ever so beautifully together, your hand gingerly plays with my long hair as I inhale your scent.

You kneel down beside me and look into my eyes with an soft placeured confidence that tonight is the night. Our yearning for each other becomes almost insurmoutable and as I reach for you to come closer, opening my legs as you kneel before me, our breath almost one. Your strong capable hands caress my thighs and move to my eager hips. We kiss much more passionately now as I clasp my soft hands around your neck. I lean back as you lay on top of me, my breasts pressed against your chest, kissing and grinding and we're in total synch with each other...our breathing is heavier....

lustier....more purposeful. I remove your shirt. You toy my lips and then...... But alas, again, you look at me with a question in your eyes as you back away....a question....

but still lustful....

still wanting more. To be continued. . .